Should I?
Should I? Written By: Faith Rushing
Alone I sit
About slit my wrist
Should I commit?
Is this it?
Noone cares,
Everybody stares.
No point,
Let's screw this joint.
Life is precious I heard.
Noone cares anymore in this world.
People struggle, people fall
Should I care at all?
Closer and closer to my wrist,
Wait! It's november 25th.
Birthday's are lame.
Mother's the one to blame.
Mother doesn't see,
What she's doing to me.
My friends all laugh and stare,
My emotions seem so bare.
Should I continue to commit?
Is this truly it?
Why can't I go for it?
Will people ignore it?
After this is done,
My body will be gone.
Should I understand why people are so cruel?
Should I just continue feeling like a fool?
They pebbled me with stones.
They break my bones.
These scars might heal,
but they'll never know how I feel!
Should I?
Yes.
Should I?
No.
Should I?
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